"Damn it, my treasured insect!" He couldn't believe his own senses. In the instant his attention shifted toward Lu Yichuan, the connection between him and the king of the Soul-Devouring Worms was abruptly severed.
He immediately turned his head, only to see that the king of the Soul-Devouring Worms, which he regarded as his own offspring, was trembling uncontrollably in Xiao Qiang's hand. A white flame had transformed into a small cage, imprisoning it within.
The white flame was clearly domineering, making the insect tremble and struggle desperately to break free. Yet no matter how fiercely the insect fought, it seemed utterly futile—even its connection to the Worm Sovereign had been cleanly severed.
"You vile bastard! How dare you harm my precious creature—you're asking for death!" The Worm Sovereign's tone was chilling as he stared at Xiao Qiang, his glare blazing with fury. In the next second, he would likely appear and tear Xiao Qiang apart.
